Jared didn't go after them. He slid his sword back into its sheath and turned to look at Darian.
Darian's face had already gone paper white. It had known Jared was powerful, but it had never expected this.
More than a thousand Demon Dragons hadn't even lasted the time it took an incense stick to burn in front of him. Power like that was already beyond anything it could stand against.
"Darian," Jared said, his voice even. "I'll give you one chance. Kneel, and I can spare your life."
Hearing this, Darian's body gave a slight tremor. It looked at Jared, then at Roland, and something pulled tight in its eyes.
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